Nie Xiaoqian stared at Wang Lin, Wang Lin lowered his head, buried his face under the scattered hair, and didn't say a word.

Ning Wentian pressed the coffin of the copper essence with his hands, looking at his nose and nose and heart, looking at his own affairs and not caring about himself.

For a moment, the temple fell silent, except for the sound of the north wind blowing strongly, and the broken doors and windows banging.

"Prince Wang?"

After a long time, Nie Xiaoqian asked Wang Lin.

"Girl......"

Wang Lin finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse and muffled, as if he had been buried deep in the ground, and it was already decomposed, and he could not speak after only two words.

After a while, he said calmly: "There is no prince Wang Lin in this world, only the beggar King Lin." ”

Nie Xiaoqian's eyebrows furrowed, and after a little hesitation, she said: "Wang Gongzi, some accidents happened when I left Lanruo Temple that night, and I was forced to stay in Qiandeng County for a long time, and I don't know much about what happened later. Until a few months ago, when I went to the county seat of Guobei County, things had already happened......"

She didn't know what kind of major blow Wang Lin had suffered, so that she had become so depressed, and she wanted to comfort her, but she couldn't say anything. And with Wang Lin's current situation, comfort probably doesn't have much effect.

So she just used her usual tone to talk about some of her own experiences in the past six months.

In the end, she hesitated for a moment, and asked again nervously: "Has Qiong Ying found it?" ”

Wang Lin, who was as numb as the walking dead, heard the word "Qiongying", his skinny body trembled, and he squatted on the ground in pain and covered his head and shook his head constantly.

Nie Xiaoqian saw that although he didn't answer positively, his demeanor already showed that Wang Qiongying had not been recovered, or that something bad had happened. Or even ......

After being able to leave Gu Niang Temple alone, she went to Guobei County to find out about Wang Qiongying, but the Wang family was already wanted.

I once wanted to look for it, but the sea of people was vast and aimless.

Thinking of all the accidents that Wang Qiongying might encounter, Nie Xiaoqian felt as if she was out of breath. There was a desire to destroy in my heart, and I wanted to demolish the City God Temple in front of me.

Finally suppressed this desire for destruction, she looked back at Wang Lin squatting there without saying a word, and couldn't help but feel angry again.

But Wang Lin fell into this situation, which was desolate and pitiful, and she couldn't get angry, so she floated out of the door.

The moonlight was flowing down from the sky like cold water. It's all over the place.

Click, Nie Xiaoqian, who was in the moonlight outside the door, heard a sound coming from the side hall, and floated over.

In the side hall of the black hole, the cold wind howled.

Nie Xiaoqian's eyes were attracted by the row of four-headed puppet statues of Flying Yaksha.

Because a layer of Guanyin soil on the surface of the four puppet statues is cracking, layers of cracks like spider webs are spreading on them, making a clicking sound, and countless dust and debris are falling in a row.

In the blink of an eye, the Guanyin soil was all cracked. Pieces fell to the ground, revealing swarthy scales that looked like heavy armor.

A clay puppet in the daytime. It was at this moment that he came back to life.

I saw them holding cold steel forks, revealing a hideous sneer, slowly stretching their wings, slowly standing up straight, and trampling on the offering table with sharp claws.

Nie Xiaoqian subconsciously glanced at the military judge, still pressing the sword in her hand. The fierce and vicious appearance with angry eyes did not suddenly turn around like the Flying Yaksha.

Seeing that the Flying Yaksha was turning one end at a time, Nie Xiaoqian thought of Wang Lin in the main hall, and flew out of the side hall and arrived in the main hall.

For the Flying Yaksha strangely came to life from the clay puppets. She did feel very surprised, but she was not afraid, after all, she was not an ordinary person, but she was worried that Wang Lin was not the opponent of this kind of monster.

"Prince Wang, let's go!"

Nie Xiaoqian came very quickly, but before she finished speaking, several loud noises sounded, and the arched round door of the passage leading to the main hall of the side hall was broken, and the two lines of seven-headed flying yaksha all rushed in, and with the effort of breathing, the doors and windows were sealed, surrounding them in the middle.

"If you want to go, where are you going?"

A cold voice came, Nie Xiaoqian followed the sound and found that the voice came from the statue of the city god.

In the midst of his doubts, the puppet god's mouth moved as if it were rippling.

Immediately afterwards, the god of the city god shook like shaking clothes, his face became smart, and then he shook his head and walked down from the altar step by step.

Quite different from the kindness and smile of the statue, after this city god turned around, although he still held the jade wat in his hand, the whole old face quickly aged like dried orange peel, and became cold and terrifying.

He glanced at Nie Xiaoqian with a sneer and said, "If the god doesn't look for you, I didn't expect you to send it to the door." ”

When Nie Xiaoqian heard him say this, she suddenly understood: "It was indeed you, the city god, who sent the plague ghost to the well in the temple to poison it, and sent the Flying Yaksha to assassinate you." ”

Chenghuang waved the jade wat in his hand and snorted coldly: "The little Yin God, I dare to call this god priesthood, the sin is unforgivable, the left and right Yakshas, take it." ”

The seven-headed flying yaksha obeyed the order, and the flesh wings flapped, either from the air or from the ground, and attacked on all sides.

Nie Xiaoqian protected the stunned Wang Lin behind her, pinched the sword trick in her hand, and was about to use her faith to perform the "Flash of Heaven Punishment Sword Dao" and kill the Flying Yaksha again.

However, before she could make a move, Ning Wentian, who didn't know when to put the coffin of the copper essence back on his back, suddenly pulled out a knife from under the coffin, and suddenly took out the knife with lightning speed.

When the ghosts and gods were difficult to distinguish, it was just a knife, and it became a majestic and strange killing momentum, and the majestic sword intent rushed away, but when I saw a bright sword shining in the sky, it seemed that the Milky Way was reversed, instantly sealing all directions in all directions.

The seven-headed Flying Yaksha who attacked from all sides was suddenly stabbed before he could kill Nie Xiaoqian's side, and flew back upside down, crackling with a chaotic sound.

Ning Wentian took out his sword to repel the seven-headed Flying Yaksha, but he did not take advantage of the situation to chase and kill, but Chenghuang was intimidated by his knife, and he paused, and his face changed slightly: "Bafang Gyro Tibetan Knife Style, who are you?" ”

"It is worthy of being a ghost thief in the north, there is nothing in the world that cannot be stolen, and even the city god seat has been stolen to sit by himself. But if you hide in this little temple of the city god, it will be easy for people to find. After a knife, the long knife was returned to its sheath, and Ning Wentian stared at the city god and said leisurely.

It seemed that Ning Wentian had seen through his true face, and the face of the ghost thief in the north changed greatly: "Who are you, who told you that I am here?" ”

Ning Wentian shook his head and only said two words: "Ghost coffin." ”

"The coffin of the bronze spirit, hiding the living dead, it turns out that you are here for the ghost coffin. It's ridiculous, the ghost coffin is a legendary treasure, let alone whether it can be found, even if you are lucky enough to find it, but the living dead are the living dead, do you think the ghost coffin can turn the living dead into the living? ”

Beibi Ghost Dao looked Ning Wentian up and down, but he laughed angrily.

"Besides, you think you can kill my Flying Yaksha with a blunt knife?" (To be continued.) )